Lyrics

Yuh, what? TJ, 1-6, mm Paimon give me a dope beat like (hey hey) My touch got the Midas yuh Too close might get you stuck Hands in the air like yuh Two seater with the bass way up All of my team got expensive taste We'll take your bitch without thinking twice Too much to curve that's way I like You missed your turn that's the way of life My touch got the Midas yuh Too close might get you stuck Hands in the air like yuh Two seater with the bass way up All of my team got expensive taste We'll take your bitch without thinking twice Too much to curve that's way I like You missed your turn that's the way of life When I wake up the first thing is hit up my lady If she don't answer then she callin me later Cause she know I told her to use up the data When she riding on me there ain't nothin greater Already undressed when I walk through the door Bumpin and grindin she screamin for more Forcin the neighbors to pick up the phone Cause they fearin the things that they hear through these walls You already know that I bust that bring that ass back finna grab that whoa Man I love that finna cuff that oh You know that I know that she think she ready But I know she ain't ready I told her that she can't handle what I do (aye) I keep it cool Hittin that thing to Baton Rouge And I know that I'm a hell of a guy that's got the moves Got me feelin like I'm cannabalized don't play the rules Butter face but I'm a fan of her thighs I overrule Tell you once but I ain't tellin you twice I never duel Keep it light I never jump on my prize with heavy shoes I got plans to be the top of the game and never fluke I got it like My touch got the Midas yuh Too close might get you stuck Hands in the air like yuh Two seater with the bass way up All of my team got expensive taste We'll take your bitch without thinking twice Too much to curve that's way I like You missed your turn that's the way of life My touch got the Midas yuh Too close might get you stuck Hands in the air like yuh Two seater with the bass way up All of my team got expensive taste We'll take your bitch without thinking twice Too much to curve that's way I like You missed your turn that's the way of life Tiger face feelin like it might claw She feels good with the lights on Feelin like I'm able to take off If I get too deep she might fall Ooh I'mma take off cleaner than some Lysol (clean) But she's so good I might call Legs always spread like a Drake song She got me linin up like theres a roll call aye Feelin like I'm top of the game, She toppin the brain, super soak, drop in the rain Drive me insane, shawty wanna ride on the wave Don't be ashamed, promise I got not a complaint, aye Feelin like I can't ever stomach the thought of failing Imma keep it to the grind and never give a inch to hate Keep it comin imma slay everything in my way If you handle with some trash then I'm on with my day Wait, I got her 25 Gone is a night slaughter (sheesh) Pretty with the moves imma soul rider Two girls trip for a one-nighter I got it all entertained Game in a headlock we pass on the shame She wanna hold me like bae? I told her she gotta ride me away My touch got the Midas yuh Too close might get you stuck Hands in the air like yuh Two seater with the bass way up All of my team got expensive taste We'll take your bitch without thinking twice Too much to curve that's way I like You missed your turn that's the way of life My touch got the Midas yuh Too close might get you stuck Hands in the air like yuh Two seater with the bass way up All of my team got expensive taste We'll take your bitch without thinking twice Too much to curve that's way I like You missed your turn that's the way of life
Writer(s): Tyler Lloyd Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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